Wow, so just to all who has read my little story here and I am thankful for those who have reminded me about this story I began and have yet to finish. After re-reading what I had written so long ago I feel that it is my duty to you to at least finish it. As always exclude grammatical errors, I am terrible when it comes to grammar lol.

p.s.

--I read the books when I was very young and do not remember a thing so yeah this is purely a made up story and hardly holds any merit to the original.

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It was voice as sharp as steel, it cut the very life out of you and replaced it with tormenting cold. Susan's eyes darted ever which way to find it's source but found nothing. Her heart pounding against her chest, she kept her gaze and aim outward and readied herself.

"Come out." she demanded, her voice strong and loud against the forest surrounding her.

"Little Queen there is no need to worry." it called out, cold air began to circle and curl around Susan. Her skin began to prickle as tiny snowflakes whirled her hair and bit at her fingers tightly gripping the bow.

"I'm not afraid of you!" Susan cried out. "Jadis!"

The trees then swayed violently, leaves broke off and whirled away a gust of icy wind burled through Susan knocking her down. Losing grip of her weapon, her arms went immediately to her face to block the frost. Susan closed her eyes and held them bitterly tight until she felt that everything had stopped. Looking up and standing before her loomed the White Witch sitting on a large rock, she was drawn and ghastly as ever.

Her cheeks were hollow, eyes icy blue and darting directly towards Susan. She wore a tattered dress that had the hint of once being a grand gown. It hung loosely around her thin body, while her long blonde hair did the same. It was comforting to Susan to see the witch in such a state of nothingness.

"If I would have to choose which of you ungodly children to like if would have to be you, Susan." the witch hissed. "At least I see wisdom behind those unsightly eyes of yours."

Susan watched every move Jadis made, which as she found it pained her to move just an inch. She look worn and old, though she had not a wrinkle on her noble brow she looked washed out against the green of the forest.

"What do you want?" Susan said standing up and pushing the leaves off herself. "I thought you were dead."

"Aslan came back from the dead once, didn't he not? I killed him myself and yet he fought another day didn't he?" her cold eyes narrowed. "But you, here you are the little queen and all young again I see."

Susan didn't now what to respond with, honestly she didn't want to utter another word to the horrid creature who lounged before her as if there was nothing to fear. Susan noted the arrows still on her back and her bow down by her feet, if she was fast enough maybe she could get at least one arrow to her chest before she would counter with an attack.

"You wont be able to do it." the witch said levelly. "I may look a certain way but I surely will act differently too."

Susan's face contorted, "If you are planning to kill me then do it!"

Jadis's eyes lit up at her words, a sly smile spread across her lips. "When those who have nothing to lose wager such things as their lives so carelessly."

"It's not a matter of what I have to lose it's that I don't fear death."

The witch took in her words, then stood up. She had lost the majestic look ages ago, Susan concluded, even now the old witch had nothing yet she demanded that the memory of what she once had been be remembered.

Jadis looked to the horizon, and closed her eyes. The sun was setting and soon the night would be upon them. Gathering what little dignity she had she smiled as she once did when had power.

"Tell me then daughter of Eve, what is it you fear?"

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The return of the kings and queen was duly celebrated but soon a dark shadow came across the high court as news reached them. Lucy and Edmund had already been in the throne room when the first message came, Peter later was notified. Joining them it was also known that Susan was missing.

"What do you mean she is missing?" Edmund asked. "She was just here!"

Peter looked distraught but had pretended that it was the news of Jadis's untimely return that bothered him. "Perhaps Susan just went out, it isn't as if she needs permission."

"She would have told us Peter, you know her she usually doesn't just runaway."

Lucy winced at the word 'runaway' and Peter saw it.

"Lucy do you know where Susan is?" his glare fell on her. Lucy looked up at her big brother as he stood from his throne and hovered over hers. His usual sweet face was that of a aged angry teen, his eyes were red from lack of sleep and his voice was shattering with every vowel. "This is important Lucy! We have no time for games!"

"A promise is a promise!" Lucy's eyes began to water. "She told me to only tell once she was…"

"Was what?!" Peter slammed his fist down on the armrest of Lucy's throne.

"Hey don't go hitting that!" Edmund cried.

"That she went back home!" Lucy yelled pushing his fist away. "She went back home and told me to tell when I knew she was gone."

"Home? Why would she go back?" Edmund asked. "Especially without telling us at least? That sounds like a lie to me."

Peter and Lucy both looked at Edmund. "Why would she go back without the Professor? Even Susan couldn't think of a good enough lie to tell McCredy! She may have told Lucy she was leaving but I bet she's still in Narnia at least."

"No!" Lucy shook her head. "She said she was going home and I believe her!"

"Like Susan would trust you with a secret!"

"More trusting than you!"

As the two bickered, the high king feared the worst. What if the White Witch has Susan? No! The reports must be a lie! She is dead, killed by Aslan himself! Susan. When he thought her name, his stomach curled into a ball. He had to find her, not only to see if she was alright but know she was alright.

Having his first bit of strength since the night, Peter whirled to the guardsmen at the door. "Get several armed and readied men to form search parties to find Queen Susan, but spare some to stand and guard the castle in case of a siege by the White Witch."

The two guards saluted him then hurried off in two directions. One to the armory and another to the general's quarters. Peter then turned to his siblings.

"We know Susan better than anyone here, don't we?" the two shook their heads in agreement. "Then let's find her!"

Dashing to each of their rooms to gather what little supplies they had, Edmund and Lucy had responded to the excitement much faster and with more heart that Peter did. He already had his sword by his side and that was all he really needed or so he guessed.

As he waited for them, he couldn't help but go back to his own personal aguish. He was tired, he was hungry, but most of all he was confused beyond anything he had every been before. He knew deep down his heart wouldn't allow him to love someone that he should rightfully love. It was more than that, he was being robbed his sanity and at the same time the one thing that seemed right in the world to him.

It wasn't like he didn't know other girls, he did! He was quite popular in school and it wasn't like that one day he woke up and decided to feel this way. He had always…found Susan to be less apart of his family but at the same time more than his family. She had always been the one playing by herself even though she had brothers and a sister. She had always seemed…not one of them, but at the same time she was. It was odd, it was horrible and it was killing him at the same time as it was making him whole.

Concluding that no matter how much he thought about it, nothing would soothe him. He then gripped his sword until his knuckles turned white, it was a bitter sweet pain.